I don't want to like you, can I?

"Mom, what happened?"

Hearing his mother crying on the phone, Bai Jin was very worried, and hurried over, holding Aunt Qin up, down, left, and right to check.

"It's not me, it's the young master." Aunt Qin pulled Bai Jin up and said as she walked, "He locked himself in the room for three days. He didn't eat or drink, and he couldn't find the spare key. I really have no choice. Quickly help me to have a look."

Bai Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "Where are his parents, don't they care?"

Aunt Qin was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "Stop talking about that, go and see him."

Bai Jin pushed the door, but it couldn't be opened, motioned for Aunt Qin to step back, and kicked the door hard.

Amidst the loud noise, the person curled up on the bed seemed to be trembling without any further movement.

Bai Jin frowned slightly: "Did you draw the curtains in broad daylight, are you sick?"

He ran to the window and pulled open the heavy black curtains, and looked at his mother, who had already flung herself to the bed, calling out, the voice was so soft that he was quite uncomfortable.

Ye Qiyang curled up on the bed, frowning, flushed, and chapped lips.

Aunt Qin reached out her hand to touch his forehead, and the scalding temperature made her shiver.

"What's wrong?" Bai Jin probed to see, "It seems that he has a fever, send him to the hospital."

"Okay, quick."

Bai Jin lifted the quilt and was about to carry the person on his back. As soon as he touched Ye Qiyang's body, he was punched open. Unprepared, he was hit in the face and was forced to take a step back. He heard the unconscious man mumbling A "go away".

Bai Jin frowned and looked at the limp man, wondering in his heart, how could he still have so much strength when he was already in a coma with a fever.

"Xiao Jin, are you okay?"

Bai Jin smiled at Aunt Qin: "It's okay, Mom."

Rubbing his sore cheeks, he leaned over again, this time he was prepared and easily resolved Ye Qiyang's struggle.

The person on the back was obviously unwilling, and repeated "Go away, don't touch me" sentence by sentence, but because it was too weak, the voice that should have been angry sounded more like moaning|moaning.

Bai Jin fought back from the bottom of his heart: You think I'm willing to carry you on my back!

But after seeing Aunt Qin's anxious expression, she quickened her pace.

"The patient's fever was caused by wound infection and rain. Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"Wound infection?" The doctor looked at him strangely, and added: "Be careful in the future."

"Ah?" Bai Jin was puzzled, and he wanted to ask again, but the doctor waved his hand to signal him to keep silent.

Aunt Qin appeared in the corridor.

The doctor left after a few more instructions.

Bai Jin thought for a while: "Mom, I'm graduating in one year, you quit this job, don't do it anymore, I will take care of you and Dad in the future."

"No, the young master needs my care, not to mention, he is still sick now."

"Mom, am I your son, or is he your son?" Bai Jin frowned.

"Xiao Jin, you silly boy, of course you are mother's son, and mother loves you the most. But mother has done a good job in the Ye family, and the young master is very kind to me."

"Is he treating you well?"

"The young master is not like this usually. He is in a bad mood recently. In fact, he is quite pitiful... In short, don't worry about Mom. Mom hasn't suffered any grievances. But you, you must continue reading. Don't worry about money, Mom can I heard that you can’t become a psychiatrist just by finishing college.”

"Mom, I see." Bai Jin remembered the doctor's words again, "By the way, Mom, is Ye Qiyang injured?"

"Injured? Did the doctor say he was injured?" Aunt Qin was more surprised than he was.

"Ah, no, the doctor didn't say anything, so I just asked casually."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief, "The young master hasn't woken up yet. Mom will go back and make him something to eat. You will take care of him here."

"……understood."

"Take good care of him."

"Yeah." Although he was reluctant, he still knew he had no choice.

It was the first time Bai Jin saw Ye Qiyang, but he had already identified Ye Qiyang as an enemy in his heart.

Every time Aunt Qin talked about her work, she always kept praising Ye Qiyang for being so kind to her, how good Ye Qiyang was, and what she listened to and took root in her heart became jealousy. Even though she had never met, he actually hated Ye Qiyang. foreign.

Ye Qiyang had already woken up, his head was still a little dizzy, he stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, his eyes shifted to the wrist where the IV was being injected, and he stretched out his other free hand.

"Hello!" There was a low shout from the door.

The hand that was about to pull out the needle paused slightly, Ye Qiyang turned his head to look at the door, searched in his mind, and confirmed that he did not recognize this person with a bad face.He must have gone to the wrong ward, thinking to himself, and continued with what he was doing.

"Stop, what are you doing!" Bai Jin rushed forward to stop the self-abuse of those who ignored him.

Ye Qiyang looked at him suspiciously: "Do I know you?"

Bai Jin grabbed his hand and pushed him back to the bed, and then said angrily: "Listen to me, if I didn't promise my mother to take good care of you, I wouldn't bother to talk to you, just lie down, don't give What trick am I playing!"

After finishing speaking, she was about to go out, and after taking two steps, she remembered something, and then added a sentence, "Stop putting on airs for me as a young master".

Although I don't know why this person has such a big prejudice against him, but the last sentence is completely redundant, Ye Qiyang is very sure that he has never had a young master's temper.

"Wait a moment."

"I'll call the doctor, just wait." Bai Jin left without looking back.

Originally, I wanted to remind him to just press the beeper on the bedside, but this bad attitude really made people uncomfortable, so Ye Qiyang didn't bother to make a sound.

After the doctor examined him, he explained something and went out.There were only two people left in the ward, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Bai Jin didn't want to stay in the ward, if it wasn't for Aunt Qin's repeated entrustment, he wouldn't want to stay for a moment longer.

After a long time, Ye Qiyang said calmly: "Are you sure you went to the wrong ward?"

Bai Jin was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he hadn't introduced himself yet: "My name is Bai Jin, and my mother is... working as a nanny at your house."

"Oh."

Aunt Qin mentioned her proud son, but it seems to be a bit different from the description. This temper alone is completely inconsistent with the modesty and politeness that Aunt Qin said, but it may be because of the task imposed on her. Not happy.

Ye Qiyang thought about it, and planned to lie down and sleep for a while.There was still half of the transparent liquid in the drip bottle hanging on the stand, so it didn't matter if I just sat there so boringly, but there was someone next to me who didn't like me.

"Hey, you...are you injured?" Bai Jin's tone became a little gentler. He was suppressing his breath just now, but now he has calmed down slowly, and he is not so aggressive. "Where is the injury?"

Ye Qiyang froze suddenly, and his half-lying, half-sitting figure froze, a burning sensation spread rapidly across his face, and the pain that had finally calmed down surged up again, mixed with endless embarrassment.

"Are you okay, are you seriously hurt?"

Seeing his reaction, Bai Jin thought that the wound was affected, so he hurried forward to help him, but he dodged sideways.

With nothing in his hand, Bai Jin frowned and looked at him, remembering the scene when he was carried to the hospital before, the sympathy in his heart dissipated, replaced by more and more dissatisfaction: "Also, how can you be such a high-ranking young master like us? Lowly people can touch it."

To this cynicism, Ye Qiyang did not refute, pulled up the quilt to cover himself, turned his head to the other side, and forced himself to fall asleep.

When she woke up again, Aunt Qin had already arrived, and the needle in her hand was pulled out.

"Master, you are awake."

"Yeah." Ye Qiyang sat up after moving his sore limbs.

Aunt Qin stretched out her hand to support him, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Aunt Qin, I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met a pair of obviously angry eyes, and Bai Jin stood aside, frowning at him.

Ye Qiyang understood instantly, and pulled out the arm supported by Aunt Qin without a trace: "Aunt Qin, I just caught a cold and had a fever, and I can be discharged from the hospital now."

"No, the doctor said that you will stay in the hospital for another night for observation, and you will be discharged tomorrow."

"Aunt Qin, I'm really fine, I don't want to stay here any longer."

"But…"

"Mom, although he is a pampered young master, he is not so fragile, he just has a cold and a fever, and he will be fine when he recovers."

Ye Qiyang didn't say anything, and walked out.

"Master..." Aunt Qin glanced at her son reproachfully, "Xiao Jin, don't talk nonsense."

Ye Qiyang didn't know when Bai Jin left, and didn't intend to ask.In his opinion, this small episode will soon be overwhelmed by the torrent of time, and the two should never meet again in the future.

That person can also understand in the future that the current dissatisfaction is actually completely unnecessary. Most of his mother's feelings for this care object are based on pity, and even if he has behaviors that he cannot accept, it has nothing to do with him at all.

There are only a few days left to leave school, he can no longer give up on himself, throw that day into a corner as much as possible, pack up his broken mood, and face the next life.

Ye Qiyang originally thought that as long as he could let go, he could get rid of that nightmare experience, but the reality told him cruelly that he couldn't.